Where Do You Put the Caramel Sauce When You're Out of Icecream?

I was sitting at my desk tonight after the kids went to bed kicking myself for not buying icecream when I went to the store on Saturday.  Actually, I was kicking myself for not buying Brigham's Coffee Icecream.  The other stuff isn't worthy of the name icecream.

I thought, briefly, about going to the store to get some but I'm exhausted and my legs are jello from a long run this afternoon.

And then I remembered what I keep around for cravings just like this.

My HUSBAND.

"Hmm." I thought.  "It's been a long summer with the kids and he's probably tired too.  I don't think he's going to be thrilled at the thought of going for icecream.  I'll have to make it worth his while."

So I took it to twitter.

"Do you think that if I offer DH a BJ he'll run to the store to get me coffee ice-cream? Related: how many calories does a BJ burn?"

The overwhelming response (mostly male) was, "I'll go!"

The answer to the calorie question (mostly female) was inconclusive.

So I approached my husband.

"I'll go." he said. "You don't have to give me a BJ."

"Oh, that's okay." I told him.  "You don't have to go."

We laughed.  We hugged.  I went back to my office.  He went downstairs.  AND HE DIDN'T LEAVE.

So after about 10 minutes I went downstairs and said, "Remember when I said I didn't really need coffee icecream?  I lied."

He laughed.  He left.

When he got back I scooped the icecream into a bowl and then remembered that I had bought caramel syrup last time I was at the store.

I poured it on.

It was good.  No, it was great.  No, it was heavenly. No, it was ORGASMIC.

Seriously. 

I don't eat a lot of refined sugar so when that stuff hit my bloodstream, the sugar high was as close to ecstasy as I've gotten with my clothes on.

I didn't have long to enjoy it.  I'd hardly licked the bowl clean when my husband appeared behind me.

"Remember when I said I'd go to the store and you didn't have to give me a BJ." he asked?

And then he laughed and said, "I LIED."

I laughed and licked the caramel syrup from my lips.

And I'll let you guess what happened next.

 

Comments

[Lady Estrogen]

That's awesome.
I love it when we lie about those things.

[Ada]

And they both lived happily ever after . . .

[Coffee Lovin' Mom]

You had me at coffee ice cream! I happen to have some of that caramel sauce in the fridge, don't tell my husband.

[KymleeIsAwesome]

I'm glad you both got what you bargained for. That is, after all, what marriage is all about.

[Kate]

Brigham's coffee ice cream is amazing, and combined with caramel sauce (or butterscotch) it almost is orgasmic. This is why I could never leave New England...because they don't have Brigham's :)

[John]

I freaking love you, Kit.

I need to try caramel sauce on coffee ice cream . . . speaking of the latter, I'm making my own this weekend. What kind is the only question.

[Srtjm]

caramel syrup and a BJ. I Love it!

[@Micrathene]

You and your DH are so dang cute. ♥